The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the presidential suite of the Beverly Hills Hotel in Los Angeles, Hal and Oliver are playing cards. From the window, Arthur is swimming in the outdoor swimming pool downstairs. Many beauties focus on his strong and fit body. There were bursts of exclamations from the action.

The boat is not very good, but it is very good at showing muscles. Oliver sighed and said, It was the same when I was young. In order to show off my muscles at the pool party, I went to the gym two months in advance.

You should be grateful for your fitness experience, which allowed you to have a good physique when surviving on a desert island, otherwise you would definitely not be able to persist. Hal threw out a poker and said.

Oliver nodded, and then he said: I called back to Star City just now, and my butler was surprised that I was still alive, and he was very surprised. He hoped that I could go back soon...

Then why are you still here? Hal stretched out his hand to glance at his watch and said, Star City is not far from here. If you leave now, you should arrive before dawn in time.

Oliver shook his head and said: These days on the desert island, I have been thinking about a question, where does people's suffering come from?

Why do you suddenly think of such a thing? You are also a philosopher? Hal took a sip of cold sparkling water, took a breath, and said, I thought only a professor like Schiller could would study such useless philosophical questions.

How can this be said to be useless? Haven't you thought about it?

I've thought about it, but is it useful just by thinking about it? Hal sighed and said, Sitting here and thinking about these problems will not make someone in this world suffer less. I would rather use these time to help others.

But with your help, can all the suffering in this world disappear? Oliver asked.

Of course not, but a little bit of disappearing counts as a little bit, and a person can be saved as a person, isn't it? Hal said.

This is a completely negative thought. If you can't figure out why everyone is suffering from a spiritual level, then you will never be able to truly save them. Oliver said seriously.

Hal paused in his poker hand and said, I was at someone's and heard something like that.

Who is it? Oliver asked, looking him in the eyes.

It should be Schiller, I think, among the people I know, he is the only one who can say such things. Hal scratched his head and said: Sometimes, I can't understand those psychological and philosophical theories, but many times , those words would circle in my head again, as if I had understood and remembered them.

When he was treating my wound, he didn't act like a patient man who read philosophy. Oliver said with a curled lip.

As soon as I said this, the door of the room rang. Schiller opened the door, looked at the two people who were sitting in the middle of the living room playing cards, and said, Are you still awake?

It's still early, but you, how was your trip to visit an old friend? He didn't stay you overnight? Hal asked, looking up at him.

Schiller snorted coldly and said, Yeah, because he wants to keep someone else overnight, a beautiful female police officer.

Oliver and Hal laughed at the same time, obviously gloating, Schiller came in after changing his shoes, sat down beside the sofa, and touched a hand of cards.

The three of them chatted while playing cards, and as they chatted, they returned to the topic of survival on an isolated island. Hal remembered what Oliver said before, and he asked, You said that a drug dealer directly slaughtered an entire village. What's going on?

When I first arrived on the island, I found traces of people living. I was overjoyed, but after catching up, I found no living people, but the remains of a village.

That should be the place where the original islanders lived. Judging from the traces of life, the last time someone was active should have been a long time ago.

I didn't find the corpse, but I found some stumps. Following these traces, I found the place where the damn butcher buried those villagers. There are about a dozen corpses there, which should be all the villagers...

The whole village was ransacked by them, leaving nothing useful. I wanted to survive there, but...

Oliver shook his head, showing a sad expression and said: I saw the traces of their past lives, and thought of the tragedy of their corpses, and I felt very sad, and it was far away from fresh water, and the food was not abundant, so in the end, I left anyway.

Damn drug dealers, they are really getting more and more rampant! Hal took a deep breath and said, You may not know that the seaside city also relied on fishing for a while. Drug dealers in South America.

If you encounter pirates, the pirates will only kidnap the crew and then extort ransom. As long as you have some money, they will not kill people easily. If the captain is willing to pay the cost, as long as you hand over the cargo, at least your life will not be in danger.

But drug dealers are different. They have no humanity at all. They don't need any survivors. As long as they board the ship, they will kill all the crew members. Hal's face was very gloomy, and he said: My uncle, that is me Father's oldest brother died at their hands.

Moreover, if you dare to resist, they will torture you to death and throw you into the sea. My uncle was a retired army officer. He was tortured inhumanely, and his body was never found...

Hal lowered his head, the sadness between his brows became more obvious, and he said: Since then, my parents have firmly disapproved of my going out, because I am their eldest son, and they are worried that I will be like my uncle, Encountering this danger...

I want to avenge these villagers. Oliver hesitated, but he still said: I know that the drug trade has been around for a long time, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to eradicate it, but I don't think I can stand idly by.

What are you going to do? Hal immediately asked. Obviously, he also had this idea. Oliver turned his head, glanced out of the window, and looked at Arthur who was still playing in the swimming pool downstairs and said:

Arthur is able to communicate with fish. He said before that the mother of a killer whale was killed by these drug dealers. Then we can use his ability to let the killer whale lead the way and find the base of these drug dealers for us. , and then avenge those villagers.

Schiller was silent all the time, Hal and Oliver looked at him, Schiller didn't comment, he just said: If you want to go, go, but I'm seasick, so I won't be with you.

Don't you think they are really cruel? Hal asked looking at Schiller's unchanged expression, but then he added: Ah, I didn't mean to force you to go...

Schiller sighed and said, Have you ever wondered why all this happened?

Of course it's because of those vicious drug dealers! Hal hated this group of people, and he didn't miss every opportunity to scold them. He gritted his teeth and said, I must destroy them all. to avenge the innocents of...

After finishing speaking, Hal stood up, seemingly furious, and Oliver also stood up with him. The two reached an agreement on this aspect, and after a while. Arthur was called up by them. He heard that they were going to deal with drug dealers. He also agreed. He said:

The Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean Sea are rich in fish, and many fleets will go fishing there in seasons rich in resources. They are not afraid of encountering pirates, but what they fear most is encountering these gangs of drug dealers. Their methods are very cruel. I I have heard such terrible legends since I was a child.

Let's set off now. I can use the energy of the green light to drive the ship very fast. With the guidance of the killer whale, we should be able to reach the destination very quickly. When we find their base, they will be finished.

Let's go now. Oliver also said, remembering the tragedy he saw on the isolated island.

After the three left, Schiller was not idle for too long, and Lucifer and Chloe found him again. When the two of them walked into the hotel room, it was already dawn, and Schiller was going to have breakfast, so the three People came to the restaurant of the hotel, chatting while eating.

So, you went to find Delilah's partner and made trouble at his wedding, so you found out the clues? Schiller asked after taking a bite of the salad.

That's because he didn't cooperate, Lucifer snorted coldly, Chloe showed a helpless expression, and said, You should listen to me, we should follow the procedures...

Okay, anyway, the goal has been achieved, what clues did you ask? Schiller asked.

Delilah's partner told us that she had a boyfriend who beat her a lot and that Delilah used to cry in the recording studio. Officer Chloe and I went to the house of Delilah's boyfriend. A rapper with a messy private life...

When we went, he was high, and I had to find a way to wake him up. I picked him up, hung him outside the balcony, and blew the wind for a while before he finally gave the clue.

He said he beat Delilah because she was cheating, and Delilah often talked to a psychiatrist named Linda.

So, we came to you because we hope you can do us a favor. Lucifer glanced at Chloe and said, That psychiatrist named Linda is very difficult, I think, since you are A famous psychologist, you should be able to convince him, we want to know, who is Delilah cheating on?

Did he tell you that it is the professional ethics of a psychiatrist to keep patients confidential? Schiller asked.

Chloe nodded immediately and said, That's right, that's what she said. We asked many times, but she didn't waver at all, so we thought...

Confidentiality for patients is indeed a psychiatrist's professional ethics, and it is also for me. Therefore, I will not force my colleagues to tell the secret, but I think there should be a better way to investigate the truth.

Chloe and Lucifer glanced at each other, and then looked at Schiller together. Schiller cut the food on the plate with a knife and fork and said, Although I don't know much about pop music, I know that with pop music and business There is one other thing that has brought about the rise of movies, and that is entertainment newspapers.”

Even in Gotham, I can hear newsboys running by on the street shouting gossip about celebrities, so how do entertainment newspapers get these gossips?

Croy was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly exclaimed: Paparazzi! Yes! Delilah has become red and purple recently, and the paparazzi will definitely follow her! Let's go, let's go to the Weather Vane News Agency, which is the largest gossip newspaper on the West Coast...

After speaking, Chloe stood up and ran out in a hurry. Lucifer looked back at Schiller, made a good job gesture to him, and chased Chloe away.

But at this moment, Schiller, who was eating, put down his fork, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the corner of the hotel restaurant, where there was a familiar figure picking up his meal.

The figure was wearing a yellow and black uniform, which looked out of place among the suits and long skirts.

Long time no see... Deathstroke.